A week later.

"Let's go, let's go! Call it a day," Wen Yajing took off the false eyelashes, "I'm starving to death. The director has already booked a room. It's a big box in a hotel in the city. Let's hurry up." time."

"Great--"

"Don't worry, it's still early," Huo Lan finished a little earlier, waiting for others in the lounge.

He stood up and stretched his body, looked at the familiar lounge, and slowly exhaled, feeling relieved.

The filming of the new fermented wine has finally come to an end. This past month has been tortured by director Xiao, either in the sun or in the rain, or climbing up and down. Every morning when he goes out, Cen Liming has to ask him repeatedly, and from time to time Threatened and lured the producer to lighten Huo Lan's burden.

But happy is also really happy.The people around me are friendly and interesting, the script is also a good script, and the time when I can concentrate on filming is also very happy.

"It's good to get a box lunch early~" Wen Yajing curled her lips, "Escape from Dao Xiao's clutches as soon as possible."

Wen Yajing: "I could have predicted that after the broadcast, the audience would react to the scene of the death of the little prince. The whole internet was definitely crying. I was almost crying watching it from behind the monitor. If it’s not on the hot search list, I’ll buy one for you myself.”

"No way, no way," Huo Lan laughed.

"Okay, call Xiao Yuan, let's go quickly," Wen Yajing added some lipstick, "Xiao Yuan doesn't know what's going on these days, he left as soon as work was over, and he went back very early, you hurry to catch him, or it will be too late It's time for him to slip again."

"Good~"

Huo Lan walked around to the dressing room next door.

"Hmm...you don't need to pick me up, I have to go to Brother Huo Lan's celebration banquet, I can go back by myself at night..."

"What about calling your manager?" Huo Lan knocked on the door and entered.

"No," Yuan Jiayu shook his head, "and the driver. Tell him not to pick me up. I'll go there with you."

"Congratulations, Brother." Yuan Jiayu took out a bag from his bag, which contained a small square box, and trotted to Huo Lan, smiling brightly, with pink cheeks, like a bunny, " Brother, this is our home-made tea, with rock sugar and other refreshing medicines added, it is too dry in autumn and it is easy to get angry, this, if your throat is uncomfortable, you can drink it with bubbles."

Huo Lan ruffled a handful of Yuan Jiayu's hair, and said with a smile: "Why do you still call me "you" after so many days, just be more normal. I don't think we are that old~ You called me so loud~ They all feel like grandpas.”

Huo Lan took the bag, "Thank you for this, say hello to uncle and aunt for me~"

"Okay..." Yuan Jiayu lowered his head and smiled sheepishly.

"Are the children all right~ We're ready to go," Wen Yajing said wearing sunglasses, a handbag, flaming red lips, and metal earrings swaying gently, shining brightly, a standard female star going out on the street.

"I'm coming--"

The banquet was very lively.Director Xiao usually has a serious face when he is filming, but who knows that he is a fashionable uncle who loves to talk nonsense outside the scene, making the table full of people laugh.

Director Xiao: "In 3 minutes, ask Yuan Jiayu to NG me eighteen times."

"Hahahaha, old Xiao, don't hurt Xiao Yuan." Wen Yajing squeezed Yuan Jiayu's red cheeks, "I'm sorry for the children, but our Jiayu has been improving every day, don't you think so?"

Yuan Jiayu wanted to bury her head in her chest: "I, I will try my best."

Everyone was infected by Yuan Jiayu's cute performance, and they all said, "Hahahahahaha."

"By the way, this is for you," Wen Yajing took out a small box from her handbag and put it in Huo Lan's hand, "Dangdangdangdang~"

"Look at your handicraft, Miss Jingjing~"

Inside the box is a pair of exquisite tiger-toed shoes, small, not even the size of Huo Lan's fist, and they look invincible and cute.

"What are you doing, why don't you boast!"

"It looks good..." Huo Lan was so shocked that he couldn't find an adjective, "You, did you do it yourself?"

"Of course." Wen Yajing tossed her hair coolly, "I learned it from the craftsman there in the production crew the year before last, and I haven't forgotten it after so long, how is it?"

Huo Lan gave a thumbs up with sincere feelings, "It's too good, I will keep it as it is."

"What? Let me be healthy," Director Xiao curiously stretched his head over, "It's so cute, is it for a child?"

Director Xiao may have drunk a little wine, so drunk that his mind can't keep up.

Probably Huo Lan is too lacking in Omega temperament in the production crew. He is tall and straight in the boots of the prince, and fascinated the little girls in the production crew one by one. Director Xiao didn't think in this direction at all.

"Whose child... oh... Huo Lan, did you have a younger brother or sister born? Congratulations..."

Huo Lan:?

Wen Yajing:?

What did this man say?

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"Mr. Wei," the secretary stopped, "Mr. Cen should still be in the office, you should go quickly."

"Okay~" Wei Wenbai rushed to the CEO's office in a hurry.

"Hey, Mr. Cen, why are you leaving get off work so early? It's only been dark for a while, and I haven't seen you working overtime recently." Wei Wenbo took the materials to ask Cen Liming to sign, but found that Cen Liming was already packing things and changed his coat. It's like getting ready to get off work right away.

"Yeah." Cen Liming glanced at his watch, "I have something to do at home."

"Oh~" Wei Wenbo said meaningfully, "Is the one at home...strict?"

When Wei Wenbo was sorting out the information some time ago, he accidentally saw that Cen Liming was already married.

When he once thought it was an error in the data and rushed to correct it, the president just sat on the office chair, looked at him with caring eyes, and said flatly, "That's right."

Wei Wenbai was one of the veterans who founded Morning Star with Cen Liming back then. He has a close personal relationship with Cen Liming and knows Cen Liming's temperament very well.People are also very energetic, but I don't know why I haven't had a date.

Wei Wenbo angrily said, "It doesn't make sense why a person like you can find a wife."

Cen Liming glanced at him, and said slowly, "If you weren't so talkative, there is still hope."

Wei Wenbo: "..."

"I was hurt by your words, and my heart was hit hard." Wei Wenbo winked and covered his chest, "Can you take work injury leave?"

"No."

"..."

Wei Wenbo strolled around Cen Liming's office, looking at the pile of large and small shopping mall handbags under the hanger, he couldn't help being curious.

"It's signed, take it away."

"What are these? When did you like shopping so much? You bought so much... Oh~ Did you buy it for your family?"

Cen Liming: "Hmm..."

"Tomorrow is his birthday."

Cen Liming pinched Shangen with his fingertips, frowned slightly, looking worried.

Wei Wenbo clapped his hands: "Yes! Isn't this very good."

"I'm afraid he won't like it..." Cen Liming bought all the new models of Huo Lan's favorite brand, but he was still not satisfied.

"Well——" Wei Wenbo thought, and started a discussion between straight men, "Would it be more sincere to make it by hand, after all, my sister-in-law is not short of money, nor is she short of these things."

Cen Liming was silent, hesitated for a moment, and opened the bottom drawer of the desk.

He took out a palm-sized wood carving.

Wei Wenbo was taken aback.

Use one sentence to describe the shape of this thing.

Probably, it looks formed, but not fully formed.

"This...what, Niuniu? Little pig? Oh oh oh," Wei Wenbo was very clever, "Is it... some kind of mythical beast from Shan Hai Jing?"

Cen Liming: "..."

Cen Liming pressed his temples with a headache, "It's a puppy."

The wood carvings are quietly placed on the table, silently exuding the breath of cutting-edge art.

Wei Wenbo took a 360-degree observation, but he still couldn't find any key evidence that this thing was a dog.

1 minute later.Wei Wenbo patted Cen Liming on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"It's okay, no matter what you give, my sister-in-law will like it." It was quite comforting.

"..."

The bell rang to save the scene in time.

"Hey~ Guess who I am—" Huo Lan's voice was drawn out.

"I'm the most cute angel in the universe—"

"..."

"……you've been drinking?"

Huo Lan laughed softly, his voice was confused, "I didn't drink it... I drank that drink... it was only a little bit, and I only drank it, a little bit..."

"And the doctor didn't say that it's okay to drink a little wine..."

The hotel's special alcoholic drink looks very similar to fruit juice. Huo Lan just drank some by mistake, and now he is a little bit hot, and he is using the toilet as an excuse to blow some air.

"How do you feel now?" Cen Liming got up quickly, picked up his coat and walked out.

Wei Wenbo hurriedly put the wood carving back in the drawer, closed the drawer door intimately, and whispered, "Then I'm leaving too."

Huo Lan sniffed, "I'm quite awake, a little dizzy, do you want to pick me up~"

"Well, I'll be right there."

[The author has something to say]: A few days later, at a certain banquet, Director Xiao ran into Qin Su by chance.

Director Xiao: Congratulations to Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin is really... always strong

Qin Su:? ?

Huo Shijun:? ?

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